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04 Eylül 2023, 14:21
The headlights shone through the windows as Ethan parked his car and pressed the button to open the garage. It was nearly seven and I knew he normally finished work at five, so he had probably been down at the pub drinking again. Guess I should probably hide the nearly-finished bottle of wine from his view, best to let him think that I was only on my first glass of the day. Sure, it was okay for him to drink a few pints after work, but if I had a few glasses, I was the one who had a drinking problem. What had become of us? We had been married for nearly six years now, and we had been together for ten years. Had we been together that long that we knew each other entirely and were bored of the other already? Things used to be different. There was excitement, adventure, and lust. Back in the beginning we could barely keep our hands off of each other, now though we barely even spoke.Ethan walked in the door and barely offered a glance in my direction before he headed to his man cave in the outhouse in the back garden. I'd objected of course when he first put the idea of his man cave towards me, but he wanted his own space and in truth, it gave me a little space from him as well. Over time, he spent more time there. Whether it was watching his sports, playing his computer games, or playing pool and darts with a few beers with his friends, he was in there almost all the time. A part of me thought he blamed and resented me for the fact I never managed to get pregnant so far, but he failed to realise there were two players potentially at fault for that game. Sure enough, we barely had sex in recent times, barely once a month and that was only if we were both a little drunk."Come join me for a drink, honey," I said softly as Ethan came back inside after noticing he had run out of beer. He seemed reluctant at first, but he agreed and I asked him how his day had been."Same old shit. My shoulders are aching again." Ethan sighed.It had been a few weeks now since Ethan had complained about his body aching in various Manisa Escort (http://www.escortbayanmanisa.org) places, and it wasn't because he had a physically draining job either. He worked as a software developer under an ambitious young man named Sage. Ethan was a little jealous of Sage, but he would never admit it. Sage was young, handsome, well-travelled, and liked by pretty much everyone. Rather than dismissing Ethan's complaints, I sympathised with him and started rubbing his shoulders. This was my sixth glass of wine and I had read a couple of the sex personals in a magazine earlier, sex had better be on the cards for this evening.Inevitably, I got my way after we both had a couple more drinks each. I followed him upstairs, sighing to myself when I remembered the time we kissed up these stairs when we first moved in as he ripped off my clothes with a passion that was now long lost. He had carried me up the last few stairs then and pounced on me once he had placed me on the bed. Now, we both stood in the dimly lit room as we undressed in a very unexcitable way. Sex had become a mundane formality.As I lay down on the bed, I tried to find some of that excitement somewhere within, but it was nowhere to be seen. It didn't help that Ethan had been in a bit of a slump recently. He didn't work out at the gym anymore, and he ate more and more junk. His lack of confidence and enthusiasm seemed to suck the fun out of the occasion and I felt no thrill as he penetrated me. The man was over nine inches long with an impressive girth, but he couldn't seem to get fully erect with me lately which wasn't exactly flattering. I guess I was going to have to fake an orgasm again so as not to hurt his feelings. Fuelled by the alcohol, I tried to replicate one of the stories I had read earlier, and I sucked on my finger and moved it towards his asshole."What are you doing Hannah?" Ethan asked confused."Just trust me.." I breathed, trying to sound sexy. Slowly, I pushed my finger inside his ass. Ethan groaned uncomfortably, Manisa Escort Bayan (http://www.escortbayanmanisa.org) but his body reacted to my intrusion. Wow, that was more like it. Like flicking on a switch, his cock grew fully erect inside of me. His energy was still lacking, but it felt better than it had done recently. Ethan didn't stop me from fingering his ass after that and judging by the sounds that were escaping his mouth, he was rather enjoying the sensation. It must have been so pleasurable for him that I felt his cock spasm before gushing its load inside of me. Well, at least I wouldn't have to fake it tonight."What about me?" I half-jokingly asked. He smirked and kissed my forehead before rolling over to drift off. Another night of disappointment it was then. In no time at all, Ethan was lightly snoring beside me. I deserved better than this. Not just better sex, but a better lover, someone who worshipped me like the goddess I was. It was only my love for Ethan that had prevented me from looking for something else and getting my kicks elsewhere. I was at my wit's end, though, and if things didn't improve, I would regrettably have to leave him. There was no way I was spending the diminishing years of my twenties and beyond with sub-standard sex and a partner who didn't care about my pleasure.Ethan's mood improved slightly the following week, but it didn't last for long. By the time he had returned from work Friday, he was quiet and distant again. There was a small part of me that worried he was cheating on me, but I didn't think he was capable of doing that. The reality was that I think he had got comfortable with his relationship with me, falling into a pattern where I prepared his lunch for work, cooked his dinner ready for when he got in, and did the majority of the housework. After all, he was the 'breadwinner' with a good career in software development, and I was the stay-at-home student who was studying law. His mood changed shortly after I passed my course, and was offered Escort Manisa (http://www.escortbayanmanisa.org) a part-time job at a law firm where I could work my way up. Suddenly, there were times when he didn't have his dinner waiting for him when he got in and there were times when he had to help out with the housework.The sex improved a little now that he found that he enjoyed his ass being played with. There was even one night when I didn't have to fake my orgasm. The next Friday evening, we found ourselves talking about his newfound guilty pleasure over a few drinks. I told him that I'd read about it in one of my magazines and how well it had worked with a couple in that article. For the first time in our relationship, we went online and looked at forums full of advice on anal play from other people online and one of the next steps that kept popping up was pegging. Ethan was unsure he was ready for the next step, but his curiosity got the better of him and we spent the next hour shopping online for a strap-on dildo. After a few more drinks, we decided to buy a smaller-sized strap-on dildo that vibrated and had an insertable part to go inside me.Excited by our purchase, and feeling a little horny from the drinks and the online research, I led Ethan upstairs to bed. He was going through the motions, but I ripped his shirt open and pushed him down onto the bed. Eying Ethan like he was my prey, I unbuttoned his jeans and took his hard, veinous cock in my hands. He reacted instantly as I stroked him slowly, pausing as I climbed onto the bed and on top of him. Ethan's eyes met mine with an intensity we hadn't experienced in a long while as I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. Motionless, he lay there as I rode him, kissing me when I lowered my face to his. It was the first time I'd been on top and I didn't realise the effort it took from my side. A tornado of lust built inside me that threatened to unleash itself, unable to contain it, I leant down to him as I slid up and down on his cock and took his nipples between my teeth. Gently, I suckled and nibbled on his nipples and he moaned in response. When I bit a little harder, he cried out and his eyes looked at me full of shock, but he didn't complain. I felt his legs starting to shake as he reached that point of no return and I lifted myself off of him.